Where there`s blame.

For sanity`s sake,i had to get off the treadmill for a while,
Spending some time pondering the world,and watching Jerremy Kyle.
One day too many adverts were testing my endurance,
It was the final straw when Cilla Black,tried selling me insurance.
I was about to turn it over to a, Time team i`d not seen,
When a lawyer in a dodgy wig popped up on my screen.
He said he`d get me lots of cash,and leave me nothing owing.
He got some woman three grand for not looking where she was going.
Well i thought,ill have a bit of that,so i gave the guy a bell,
I said "You might be able to help me,i`ve got a tale to tell.
I think i`ve been mis-sold my life,i know exactly who`s to blame.
I`m wondering if there`s a chance we can stick them with a claim.
The stuff i learned at school turned out to be a pack of lies,
So i want the money back,mum spent on uniforms and ties.
They instilled me with the ethic of, dignity in work
But i wasn`t warned about peanut pay,and bosses who are berks.
I was sold a God who`d end all this,but its looking like he`s late.
Could i claim a replacement God,that wouldn`t make me wait?When it comes to politics,a democracy was implied.
I was led to believe i had freedom of speech,and was arrested when i tried.
So i`d like to sue the establishment,for everything they own.
But i`d settle out of court for nothing,if they`d leave me the fuck alone.